Gear Dropped

Teacher Su Ling closed Phoenix's UI panel, needing a good rest. She had been maintaining her Spirit Body in its externalized state for over two hours. The repeated near-death experiences within the Gate of Death had left her mentally exhausted.

Jiang Xueming retrieved the adamantine gauntlet. He summoned his Spirit Body, instructing Fragrant Dream to re-package and properly seal the limb of this blood-unit. This item possessed an extremely high concentration of spiritual disaster, making it a heavy burden for two apprentice artisans to simply carry around.

The steel great cat reappeared. It dismantled the Gunsmith's pack, took out two tarpaulins, and re-stitched them to wrap the bloody arm.

The moment its steel fingers touched the adamantine gauntlet, Su Ling's eyes snapped open from her doze—

A strange spiritual pressure fluctuation made the Gunsmith instinctively shield his face with his arm.

"What's going on!" Fragrant Dream cried out in alarm.

This was its first time touching adamantine; before this, Jiang Xueming had only wrapped the spoils of war in the tattered black robes of his enemies.

Dark golden sludge flowed from the gauntlet towards Fragrant Dream's iron suit, like wriggling caterpillars. They quickly crawled onto Sweet Dreams's upper arms, impossible to shake off!

Fragrant Dream's scalp tingled. It tried to swat away these vibrant, peculiar metals, its claws scraping sparks off its shoulder and arm guards. However, these dark golden "worms" immediately changed course along its other arm, utterly impossible to dislodge.

"Sweet Dreams! Return to my body!" Jiang Xueming shouted.

Without Spirit Body's support, the adamantine gauntlet fell to the ground. It seemed like a fluid constantly changing its form; what was once a hard metallic texture had, after contact with Fragrant Dream, become like soft iron sludge, as if baked by intense fire.

Fragrant Dream attempted to escape